Trash of the Count's Family

One hour passed by.

Siiiiizzle-

A sound similar to something burning filled the room.

“Mm, ugh.”

The necromancer Mary started to moan.

‘…Scars appear that way.’

Cale bit down on his lips.

• Looks like it hurts.

Raon’s sad voice echoed inside of Cale’s mind.

Raon was talking about both Mary and Hannah.

The black veins on Hannah’s body that looked like they would burst were slowly shrinking. All of the visible areas, including her arms, face, neck, and calves, were all starting to calm down.

In return, lines that look like black spider webs started to appear on her body like tattoos.

It was disgusting. It was ugly.

The lines spread across her body like a riverbed that had been through a long time of drought.

“…Hannah.”

The Saint was looking at her with his eyes wide open.

It was at that moment.

“Mm, ugh.”

Hannah’s body suddenly started to hunch over. A shocked Tasha caught Hannah’s body as Hannah’s closed eyes started to open. Her pupils were not focused at all.

“C, conscious-.”

Mary tried to speak, but she could not speak properly because her entire body was shaking. She seemed to be running out of energy.

Siiizzle.

Mary’s hands that were on Hannah’s back were creating a path for the dead mana to flow through Hannah’s body while absorbing the black smoke coming out of Hannah’s body as well.

Siiiiizzle.

Mary’s hands were becoming dyed black while burning.

She had been creating a path for dead mana to flow through someone else’s body for one hour. That was difficult to do. It was something that only Mary could do, as she was the only human who knew how dead mana flowed through the human body.

A voice started to speak at that moment.

“Hannah.”

Cale had walked over next to Hannah’s bed. He looked into Hannah’s unfocused pupils and started to speak.

“Wake up.”

Hannah’s fingers slightly twitched.

Hannah still had her golden aura surrounding her body. This showed that she was not completely unconscious.

“…Young master Cale.”

Tasha looked at Cale observing Hannah and bit down on her lips.

As a Dark Elf with the darkness attribute, she was not able to help Mary with creating the path through Hannah’s body. If she was able to do so, she would have done so to help Mary out many years ago.

Since she could not do anything to help, she had given Mary the book that would let her choose the path of a necromancer. [1]

“Hannah, you are the one to protect yourself.”

Tasha, who had been listening to Cale, put some more strength into propping Hannah up after hearing what Cale had to say. She wanted to save her. She wanted to save this woman that she originally was hesitant about after hearing about her relationship with the Church of the Sun God.

It was at that moment.

“Ah.”

Tasha let out a gasp.

Hannah had closed her eyes. However, her pupils had focused before she closed her eyes.

Ooooooooong-

Tasha subconsciously let go of Hannah. A rumbling noise was coming out of Hannah’s body.

Hannah was now sitting up straight on her own.

as she started

“…I will not die.”

smile and slowly backed

At that moment.

Paaaat!

last ember of life, a blinding golden light shot out of Hannah’s

putting everything on the

including her

moment, Cale could hear

“Mm, haha-.”

laughter. Cale couldn’t see anything because she was covered by the black robe, but he could tell that

At the

Siiiiiizzle.

more black

Cale did not stop

‘She survived.’

his

Hannah would live.

was usually

the golden light and the black smoke.

“Sob, sob.”

‘He’s so emotional.’

the emotional Saint’s shoulder. The Saint had felt it as well. He could see that his younger sister was working

very much, thank

obvious who it was directed toward. In a way, it even seemed like he was

another hour, Cale could see Mary starting to

“…She survived.”

relaxed expression. Cale shook his head at Mary’s comment. Mary, who had gotten up and was heading

you

could see it because of

“Mary!”

her body was starting to lean to one

she did not fall over. Someone had hugged her before she could

Pat. Pat.

could feel someone’s touch over her

hard. Get some

Cale’s voice. Mary closed her eyes without any hesitation after

‘I saved her.’

was the last thought in

his arms. He managed to prevent

I can

legs were also hurting after standing up for two

and made eye contact with Tasha. Tasha, who had been rushing toward Mary before Cale caught her, was standing there

“Tasha.”

“Yes … yes?”

Mary with

“Ah, yes.”

be able to move someone like Mary. Tasha could see Cale starting to smile at her response. He pointed at Mary with his chin

“Move her.”

the strength to move her

over, but they had succeeded. Both

“Young master-nim.”

head toward the

“Yes, Saint-nim?”

hearing Cale’s response. He looked down at Hannah, who was

necromancer-nim

she should be fine. Miss Tasha

I’m really

Saint as

turned into a bitter

Saint looked down at his sister,

Cale, who

a mess, so Hannah had been moved to the

admiration and concern after looking

web-like scars

with a glance that she had survived being poisoned

to live somewhere isolated even if we get

from the church only to be chased by the Empire, and even if they got away from the Empire, they needed

will be a lot

really

his head at Cale’s question. However,

the darkness attribute and dead mana. However, now it is my turn to protect my

they needed to hide away from the judging eyes of the world, it was now his turn to protect

to spend our whole lives in hiding because people will easily recognize that Hannah has the darkness attribute

need to live

“…Excuse me?”

that he did not hear Cale correctly. He

Cale looked confident.

was currently speaking inside

• that swordmaster seems to have

in through one ear and out the other as he continued to say what he needed to

humans. The fact that she was able

could see that the way Cale was looking at Hannah the same way as usual. At

master Cale that he is